[Comprehensive British and American] How agents solve the single problem

62

London.

James Bond was woken up by the doorbell, and years of professional experience brought him back to reality in an instant.He rolled over and got out of bed, and looked up at the electronic watch on the bedside table.

Six fifteen.

Bond: "..."

Is there anything more heinous than disturbing someone's lucid dreams while on vacation!Even if James Bond wasn't a sleepy person, he couldn't help getting angry.

He hastily put on pajama bottoms, shirtless, went straight down the stairs, and opened the door.

There are not many people who can knock on the door of Agent 007 on a rest day, and Quartermaster Q standing outside the door is one of them.

Compared with the bare-chested Bond, Q is still dressed at work: a gray suit with a dark coat outside, plus his curly hair and black-rimmed glasses that seem to never be combed neatly , It's really short of putting the words "I'm a technical nerd" into a label and sticking it on the body.

"Oh."

He shook his head politely at the sight of Bond's muscular torso, and Bond would have thought he was embarrassed if the "oh" hadn't been so disingenuous.

"Did I interrupt your rest, Agent 007?"

"..."

What else can he say?In the entire MI6, I am afraid that Quartermaster Q is the one who knows Bond's living habits best.

Agent 007 steps aside to open the door.

"Is there a problem?"

Bond didn't ask until Q walked into the living room.

Anyone who works at MI6 knows that their quartermaster is a regular man.They must stay at the Military Supply Department during working hours, and call home during off-duty hours to catch one. Generally, we call such young people A Zhai.

And if something really happened, Ah Zhai would never go out easily.

Sure enough, Q nodded.He put a packed suit in his hand on the sofa and sat down.

"It's Phoebe and Merlin's wedding the day after tomorrow, and here's the formal attire. Please pick me up at my apartment an hour before the wedding, just in case you don't know where I live, and I'll send the street address to your mailbox— —”

"wait."

Bond picked up a clean shirt from the bathroom, put it on briefly, and sat across from Q.

"You know that I will have a mission starting the day after tomorrow, right?"

"Of course," Q supported the mirror frame, "I have always been in charge of your tasks, is there any problem, Agent 007?"

"The assignment required me to act as a CEO and attend a business conference in France."

"It doesn't stop you from going to the wedding, the plane ticket to France is in the evening. I don't think Phoebe and Merlin would want you to miss the wedding either."

Bond was speechless for a moment.

He always felt that Q didn't understand him at all, so Agent 007 gave up the euphemism and said directly: "Last week, Mrs. M said that she would assign me a logistics staff, pretending to be my lover, so as to help me complete the task. If That's right, when the mission starts the day after tomorrow, I must bring 'my lover' to appear in public."

"what."

Q finally understood.

A sharp thought flashed through his eyes behind the frame, but it was just a flash.The young man straightened his spine, showing a serious expression.

Q: "I am the logistics staff assigned to you, Agent 007, do you want to see the intimate photos of you and me in the past?"

Bond: "…………………"

The handsome and domineering president and his handsome little boyfriend sound like a good match.

Especially when James Bond parks his car in front of Q's apartment and the teenager walks out.Even Agent 007, who is very dissatisfied with this arrangement, has to admit that Q still looks like that after tidying up himself.

Director Q took off his baggy coat and the brown sweater of the same style as the quartermaster, and he also put on a formal suit. The ocher suit and light-colored shirt outlined his thin arms and slender waistline.

"Darling," said the play, and even though they were still in London, Bond still showed his professionalism, "You are so handsome."

And Q just twitched the corner of his mouth.

"To each other, 007-"

Under the man's clear and piercing light blue eyes, Q held back the second half of the sentence, and said reluctantly: "You too, James."

James Bond gave Q a smile that you have today too.

After getting into the car, Q immediately put away his false gesture.He took out his notebook, briefly and quickly recounted the entire mission plan, and then said a few precautions based on Bond's action habits.

It wasn't until the very end that Bond offered his opinion: "I don't understand, why must it be you?"

Q: "I thought that after a few collaborations, you would stop questioning me because of my age, Agent 007."

Bond: "Not age."

Q was silent for a moment.

"If you prefer female logistics to cover you, then I'm sorry," the young man said calmly, "Eve is not good at code operations, and other logistics personnel think that they are not capable of handling your adaptability, So, not necessarily me, but just me, Agent 007."

Bond: "..."

Having said this, the implication is: the function that can deal with you is not suitable, and the function that is suitable does not want to get involved in your terrible trouble, stop picking and choosing, do you think I am willing to go out to the field?

Q: "And, the Royal Secret Service knows about it, and no one will call out our real identities at the wedding."

Bond sneered a few times: "Merlin herself didn't use her real identity to get married."

Maybe not everyone knows it well, but James Bond, who was a college classmate with Merlin, naturally understands that "excellent accountant Jim" is just a fake identity that Merlin has used for the longest time—that being said, he even uses a pseudonym in his daily life Guys, only Phoebe, who has transformed from a cat into a human, would accept this without any grievances! .

And the young man sitting in the co-pilot certainly understood Bond's meaning, he nodded thoughtfully: "I have to say, Meteor really understands Merlin's personality very well."

"I remember you had two cats too."

"...If you mean that I can hope for a remote miracle, both of them have been neutered."

"I didn't...wait."

Bond seemed to realize something.

He turned his head suddenly: "Your two cats are both male cats."

Q: "Yes."

Bond: "You—"

Q: "What?"

Bond: "..."

MI6's Quartermaster Q's sexual orientation is a man.

Not that James Bond is a homophobic bigot, it's the 21st century.Besides, he doesn't care what his colleagues' private life is like, but his attitude of taking it for granted obviously means that he never hides it.

And James Bond now knows? !

Agent 007 from the self-center had a rare reflection: Is he too indifferent to his colleagues on weekdays?You must know that Q is indeed one of the few logistics personnel who cooperates happily with him.He has quick reflexes, outstanding abilities, and like himself, he is a person who can temporarily ignore the rules for the task.

After all, we have cooperated for so long, and even Bond is a little embarrassed.

"Then," he said, "for this mission, your boyfriend won't..."

"I'm single." Q said coldly.

"Oh."

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

The embarrassment continued all the way to church.

Thank goodness Phoebe is also a non-ruler.It stands to reason that the bride on the wedding day should be led by the elders into the eyes of everyone - since Phoebe has no elders, it is said that this sacred duty was entrusted to the current Arthur Harry Hart.

However, when the two came to the church, not only Harry was there, but Phoebe was also there.

The bride in the gown was pulling Roxy and whispering something, her gray eyes suddenly lit up when she saw the person coming, the young blonde girl picked up the hem of the skirt and took a step, even the groom Merlin behind her Can't stop.

"James, Henry!"

Phoebe excitedly ran up to the two, obviously she had been notified, otherwise Goldilocks still liked to call them Bond and Q on weekdays.

Q: "Congratulations, Phoebe."

Phoebe raised a smile: "Thank you, I heard that you are going to travel to France tonight, is that right?"

Q: "It's a meeting."

Although there is no difference, in the final analysis, it is just another way of performing tasks.But Q corrected a point with a serious face.

But James Bond will not let this go easily.

The handsome blond man generously stretched his arms across the young man's back. Q was really thin, with his hands on his shoulders, Bond realized that he could touch the butterfly bone on the young man's back through the fabric of the suit.

"That's it," he said with a half-smile, "The schedule is not too tight. I think it is necessary to make up for the missed time with Henry."

"..."

When his hand landed on Q's body, the young man froze suddenly.And when Bond said that, Q really looked like he wanted to throw his hand away.

But after all, young people hold back, they have to do a full set of acting, don't they?

And this "acting" lasted until the wedding was about to end, and when Q received the bouquet thrown by Phoebe, it was pushed to a climax.

The bride throws the bouquet, and the person who receives the flowers will be the protagonist of the next wedding. Such legends and blessings are nothing more than a lottery. Of course, Q is not interested, but no one expected Phoebe to be so powerful.

The bride tossed the bouquet back, and the bouquet went straight across the crowd and landed in Q's arms.

At that moment, all the people at the wedding looked at the young man standing in the corner.

Obviously, the quartermaster who sat in front of the monitor all year round was not good at handling such emergencies.He was holding the flower at a loss, and was about to ask Phoebe to throw it again when James Bond beside him made a move.

The personable agent took the bouquet of flowers in Q's arms calmly, took out a gypsophila for decoration, gently wrapped it around his fingertips, and tied it into a beautiful ring.

Then James Bond slowly got down on one knee towards Q in full view.

"Everything is destined, my dear," he took Q's hand, "Forgive me for not wearing my mother's diamond ring, but my love for you will never change."

"……………………"

Agent 007 raised his beautiful eyes like the sky, and not surprisingly found an imperceptible blush crawling up Q's cheekbones.

He asked, "How?"

Q was silent for a long, long time, and he nodded with difficulty until the crowd started to stir up a commotion.

Bond curled his lips.

Even if he is afraid that he will be retaliated by Q with resentment afterwards, but seeing his expression at this moment, even death is worth it.

The author has something to say: Don't worry, Bond won't be retaliated against, just say (shui) subdue him during the honeymoon [wrong]!Hey hey.

And Q's name is Henry, which I made up randomly.

Thank you for the spiritual song, the eternal little aunt, the cat ears of Baji, and Mr. A's overlord ticket, I love you all!

The next episode is about Roxy and Paddington, let me rest for a few days, girls_(:з」∠)_, the daily update is up to now!I will try to send out the next update before May [-]rd.